15 months seems like such a milestone. I know there is nothing special about this number.
Not like 18 months. If you go to our church you know they can go to nursery at that age.
She is pretty much a terror in church. My worst one by far.
Here she is at Kelsey's bridle shower.
Bree is a talker. And a screamer. She will not hesitate to fight back with her "words" when fighting with Jacob, or even the girls. They sometimes forget she is a baby.
Some of her favorite words are:
"no no stop it Dodger" (I yell at the dog sometimes)
"moam, moam, moam" (her version of mom)
"no"
"Grandpa" as she points to the phone
"no"
"thank you"
"bye, bye"
"no"
"baby"
She is a great communicator. She lets us know when she wants something, by pointing, or pulling on our neck.
Bree really tries to get us to feel sorry for her, never works though. She can hold a conversation with you with out saying any real words. She even sounds like she is asking questions.
I think She is going to give us a run for our money. We thought Taryn was high energy, you take Taryn, give her 3 energy drinks and you have Bree. She functions on little sleep. That does not go over very well with me.
Her stats at 15 months are:18 pounds, 3rd %
24 in. 45th %
Still no hair, and eats everything in sight.
She is definitely the baby in the family, but we would not trade her for anything, well maybe a good nights sleep. I haven't seen one of those in a long time.
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